I'm mad
I'm mad that I'm mad
I'm mad at you
I'm mad at me
What was I thinking
What were we thinking
I believed you
I wanted your promises
I wanted your lies
That's why I tried
While you conspired
With your women
Your indecision
Your narcissistic illusion
Your mind-game confusion
I'm very mad
I'm very sad
I'm very glad
That I found out
and kicked you out
I pouted
I shouted
I would think you would remember
It was last year
The calendar I now fear
Year after year after year
They pass by
with a sigh
I'm still mad
at you.
While a year later.
I'm your favorite lost memory.
I meant that much.
Guess not.
© Tessa🦋
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